mired would almost suffice for her. I do not worship Lady Lufton as you do, but I think quite well enough of her to wonder that she should choose such a girl as that for her son's wife. That she does wish it I do not doubt; but I shall indeed be surprised if he wishes it also." And then, as she finished her speech, Lucy again flogged the pony. This she did in vexation, because she felt that the telltale blood had suffused her face.
"Why, Lucy, if he were your brother you could not be more eager about it."
"No, I could not. He is the only man friend with whom I was ever intimate, and I can not bear to think that he should throw himself away. It's horridly improper to care about such a thing, I have no doubt."
"I think we might acknowledge that if he and his mother are both satisfied, we may be satisfied also."
"I shall not be satisfied. It's no use your looking at me, Fanny. You will make me talk of it, and I won't tell a lie on the subject. I do like Lord Lufton very much, and I do dislike Griselda Grantly almost as much; therefore I shall not be satisfied if they become man and wife. However, I do not suppose that either of them will ask my consent, nor is it probable that Lady Lufton will do so." And then they went on for perhaps a quarter of a mile without speaking.
"Poor Puck!" at last Lucy said. "He shan't be whipped any more, shall he, because Miss Grantly looks like a statue? And, Fanny, don't tell Mark to put me into a lunatic asylum. I also know a hawk from a heron, and that's why I don't like to see such a very unfitting marriage." There was then nothing more said on the subject, and in two minutes they arrived at the house of the Hogglestock clergyman.
Mrs. Crawley had brought two children with her when she came from the Cornish curacy to Hogglestock, and two other babies had been added to her cares since then. One of these was now ill with croup, and it was with the object of offering to the mother some comfort and solace that the present visit was made. The two ladies got down from their carriage, having obtained the services of a boy to hold Puck, and soon found themselves in Mrs. Crawley's single sitting-room. She was sitting there with her foot on the board of a child's cradle, rocking it, while an infant
